had happened and she confirmed the account that John had given.
She took her leave of them and told them not to worry about the pots she would pop back later for them.
As she left she saw a car pull up outside. Two suited men got out and were making their way to number 23. She did not stop but made a mental note of the car number plate just in case.
The door bell sounded and David answered it. The two men standing at the door identified themselves as police officers. The first one flashed his ID badge as confirmation of their introduction.
“I’m Detective Constable Ifor Williams”, the first officer informed. “And my colleague is Detective Sergeant Keith Davis”, he continued.
David invited them in to the lounge, where they sat on the settee side by side.
The constable had out his note pad and had already started to make notes.
The sergeant began by asking whether they had been on holiday or were about to go as he had noticed the cases standing in the hall. David told them that they had only been back a couple of hours and that it wasn’t until his wife had gone into the kitchen and seen the panel out of the back door that they realised they had been broken into.
“Can I see the door Mr Campbell” asked the sergeant as he rose from the settee?
David took him to the kitchen and showed him the door.
“Would you mind if I looked down the garden sir”, Sergeant Davis asked.
“By all means sergeant, I haven’t even been out there myself yet so if you don’t mind I would like to follow you if I may”, David inquired.
As they both made their way down the path it was obvious to Davis what he would find. As he neared the fence he could see the gaping hole in it where the thieves had cut their way in. Foot prints were visible under a couple of trees.
As if he didn’t know it, the signs were all there that this was the work of Roger’s gang. He knew the way these gangs worked and he had been in the force long enough to identify the tell tale signs that were left at the scene. He did not give David any clues as to who it might be.
Back at the house the other detective was taking statements from the rest of the family. He took the list of items that Jennifer had written down and suggested that she contact her insurance company as soon as possible.
“You will need to quote this crime number to them” the constable informed her.
As David led the sergeant back into the house he offered them a drink which they both accepted. As they sat at the kitchen table the constable remarked that this was one of a number of burglaries in this area over the past few months. After the officers had finished their drinks they got up to leave.
It was Sergeant Davis who spoke next. “We will send out the forensic people to see if there are any finger prints anywhere but I wouldn’t put much store in them finding any. These thieves are good at what they do. However we may get a clue from the footprints in the garden”, he suggested.
“We will catch them you know”, Davis assured them as he and Williams left the doorstep. As if for emphasis he repeated his assurance, “We will catch them, mark my words”.
Chapter 6
The Missing Lottery Tickets
It was Saturday morning. Julie made herself ready for her meeting with Mandy. She was looking forward to seeing her again and to hearing all about her holiday. She asked her mum if there was anything she could get for her while she was in town, to which came the reply that she would go up later herself.
She walked up to the bus stop and waited for the number 16 bus that would take her into town. Her mum had given her some pocket money so that she could buy herself something and if she wanted she could go with Mandy to the coffee shop. The bus journey from her town to the city took about twenty five minutes.
The arrangements she had made with Mandy was that they would meet at the bus station at ten
She took her leave of them and told them not to worry about the pots she would pop back later for them.
As she left she saw a car pull up outside. Two suited men got out and were making their way to number 23. She did not stop but made a mental note of the car number plate just in case.
The door bell sounded and David answered it. The two men standing at the door identified themselves as police officers. The first one flashed his ID badge as confirmation of their introduction.
“I’m Detective Constable Ifor Williams”, the first officer informed. “And my colleague is Detective Sergeant Keith Davis”, he continued.
David invited them in to the lounge, where they sat on the settee side by side.
The constable had out his note pad and had already started to make notes.
The sergeant began by asking whether they had been on holiday or were about to go as he had noticed the cases standing in the hall. David told them that they had only been back a couple of hours and that it wasn’t until his wife had gone into the kitchen and seen the panel out of the back door that they realised they had been broken into.
“Can I see the door Mr Campbell” asked the sergeant as he rose from the settee?
David took him to the kitchen and showed him the door.
“Would you mind if I looked down the garden sir”, Sergeant Davis asked.
“By all means sergeant, I haven’t even been out there myself yet so if you don’t mind I would like to follow you if I may”, David inquired.
As they both made their way down the path it was obvious to Davis what he would find. As he neared the fence he could see the gaping hole in it where the thieves had cut their way in. Foot prints were visible under a couple of trees.
As if he didn’t know it, the signs were all there that this was the work of Roger’s gang. He knew the way these gangs worked and he had been in the force long enough to identify the tell tale signs that were left at the scene. He did not give David any clues as to who it might be.
Back at the house the other detective was taking statements from the rest of the family. He took the list of items that Jennifer had written down and suggested that she contact her insurance company as soon as possible.
“You will need to quote this crime number to them” the constable informed her.
As David led the sergeant back into the house he offered them a drink which they both accepted. As they sat at the kitchen table the constable remarked that this was one of a number of burglaries in this area over the past few months. After the officers had finished their drinks they got up to leave.
It was Sergeant Davis who spoke next. “We will send out the forensic people to see if there are any finger prints anywhere but I wouldn’t put much store in them finding any. These thieves are good at what they do. However we may get a clue from the footprints in the garden”, he suggested.
“We will catch them you know”, Davis assured them as he and Williams left the doorstep. As if for emphasis he repeated his assurance, “We will catch them, mark my words”.
Chapter 6
The Missing Lottery Tickets
It was Saturday morning. Julie made herself ready for her meeting with Mandy. She was looking forward to seeing her again and to hearing all about her holiday. She asked her mum if there was anything she could get for her while she was in town, to which came the reply that she would go up later herself.
She walked up to the bus stop and waited for the number 16 bus that would take her into town. Her mum had given her some pocket money so that she could buy herself something and if she wanted she could go with Mandy to the coffee shop. The bus journey from her town to the city took about twenty five minutes.
The arrangements she had made with Mandy was that they would meet at the bus station at ten
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